1. The evening before, decide that the snow day will happen. Ignore all the proof against it (like it being, you know, MARCH) or the lack of precedent (because grad school doesn’t really have snow days) and prove your belief by refusing to pack lunch or gym bag.
2. During the night, make sure to get up at least four times and check to see if it snowed. Upon sight of NO SNOW go back to bed and angrily toss and turn, waking up Husband and letting him know that you are Displeased With The Weather for promising a SNOWQUESTER and then failing to deliver.
3. When Husband taps your shoulder at 6:30 am to let you know that the Federal Government declared a snow day, bound to the computer, check, then stumble gleefully back to bed despite the fact that there is NO SNOW ON THE GROUND.
4. Reawaken at 8 to nice fat snowflakes. Husband decides to go to the office anyway, because despite what everybody thinks, Congress is actually trying to get things done. (And then it turned out to be a crazy filibuster day! Am I the only person who gets super fascinated by filibusters and spent wayyyyyy too long freaking out about how Rand Paul ever went to the bathroom????) Consider walking Husband to work and taking pretty pictures of fat snowflakes falling on the city and then returning to make tasty Snow Day Breakfast of waffles… but decide instead to watch The Bachelor: The Women Tell All while eating cereal, the healthy kind.
5. Feel convicted of laziness and use the aforementioned trashy TV to fold laundry and finally respond to growing pile of email.
6. Debate going for a run, since it actually isn’t really snowing at all. Verdict remains out out on run for some time.
7. Realize that this snow day is actually a divine gift/mandate to start writing mid-term paper that is due soon and read Madame Bovary.
8. Consider building fort. Decide to read Madame Bovary in fort. Get so depressed by remembering how Madame Bovary ends that all fort plans are called off.
9. Work on mid-term paper while drinking so much tea that you pee like a pregnant woman.
10. Take long break to Google Tibetan Mastiff Dogs, which are like domesticated bears. Google Cavapoos too. Consider buying one before Husband gets home.
11. Decide to show winter what is what by making this ridiculously good strawberry summer cake. Take that no-snow-snow day.
12. Finish mid-term paper draft one, but decide on a definitive no about running. Flop around on the floor for awhile pretending to do “ab work” but it’s just a charade.
13. Finally change out of robe, but remain bare faced and bed-headed when Husband and Friend come over for dinner. Enjoy delicious dinner (which had to make up from the Pinterest-provoked monstrosity that [dis]graced our table Monday night, followed by the Chinese take-out that happened Tuesday night) in a cozy apartment and decide that snow day awesomeness is pretty much a universal thing, transcending all ages.
(*At least, the childless graduate student adults… does that still count?)
So tell me, did you have a snow day on Wednesday, and was there actually snow? How did you spend it?
I watched the Bachelor, then read half a book, then made a cheesecake and wrapped presents! What a great day…even if there wasn’t any snow!
I hope to profit from your cheesecake making this evening!!! : )
Re: #4 – absolutely the right decision.
Isn’t it always? I am proud to say that other than opening the door for Paul Ray at dinnertime, I did not step foot from this apartment.
Also, I am psyched about the finale, even though I think Sean is kind of boring.
He is boring because he makes relatively sane and realistic decisions. So out of place on reality TV. Paradoxically, this has made the season MORE riveting for me.
And you should come over on Monday and watch the finale with me.
Totally true. He might actually end up finding true love. Plus the women were CRAZY this season, which made it interesting. I am really rooting for Catherine, mostly because I respect how she hasn’t really done anything to her hair all season. Power to the dry and brush method.
And I would so come if I could. We have Bible Study monday nights and I am suspecting that James won’t let me miss, so I will have to go all fortress of solitude like for Tuesday to not find out who he picked.
I would love to have a wife, but more importantly one who would bake on her day off.
Way to go
Priorities…? ; )
Richard, You can come over for dinner during my spring break and I will bake you something.
I spent the day doing the same hanging around- took a great 3 hour nap in the afternoon, made granola, did a few hours of work and watched Criminal Minds! I also got out of my apartment to get froyo to make up for the lack of snow..
BEST IDEA EVER. Now I am totally craving froyo and homemade granola…
Sounds like you had a lovely day – I really enjoyed your descriptions and pictures. There was actually a dusting of snow on the ground when we woke up. 🙂 We spent our day snuggling in bed far too late. Then, we enjoyed great food, fun shows on Hulu, a crackling fire, and organized a bunch of stuff. ❤ By the end of the day, there was absolutely no snow on the ground here. All in all, it was a great snow day.
I am sooooooo jealous of your fireplace in which you can build a crackling fire!!!!!! Sounds like the best of cozy days!
😉 It is indeed lovely. It makes winter here more pleasant. But it does make my house dirty – so I often have to dust twice in one week, vacuum a lot, etc. It is worth it, though!
Numbers 1-3 closely parallel my Tuesday night. And I am super jealous of your snow day. We had one, technically, but Em was SO EXCITED about the snow that she woke up an hour early. So I did the sensible thing: Strapped her in the baby carrier and took her shopping. Had I thought about it, we would have read Madame Bovary and made strawberry cake instead. Because that would have been better.
I think shopping sounds pretty fantastic, though the getting up early doesn’t. And make that cake soon. It is sooooooo good, and about a million times easier than making a cake that you have to frost.
i did not have a snow day and am sad at you for posting such bliss.
I mean, I still wrote a whole paper during my snow(less) day, so it wasn’t all bliss… though it sure was great to not change from my pjs all day.
Hannah is that COFFEE next to Mme Bovary?!
What, did you think my personality changed just because of a snow day? No, it’s tea. 🙂
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I was also really worried about Rand Paul and peeing.
(Sorry this is late — I’m behind on my blog- reading this week.)
These are the crucially important everyday functions that get in the way of exercising the right to talk a really long time, I imagine. But seriously — I would like a tell all expose on how he held it.